After modification, enter the love game

Jiang Mu silently turned his head and looked at Zhang Xue.

"Dad."

"Hey, I was just joking. No need to call me that."

"Then the grandson."

Zhang Xie: "...I was wrong to joke around before, just call me uncle."

"Uncle Zhang, is your watch accurate?"

Zhang Xie recalled for two seconds and smiled, saying "don't worry."

"Now that you mention it, my memory is not quite accurate."

Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many minutes faster?"

"Five minutes slower."

"..."

"That means it's about seven fifty now."

silence.

Dead silence.

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Where's my suitcase? Wow where's my suitcase?"

"Is this the white box next to the sofa?"

"Yes, that's it. Be careful, it's heavy...?"

She stared in amazement at the box that was lifted up with one hand.

There was a commotion.

Before leaving, Zhang Xie called Ella.

"Dad, tell me what you want to say!"

"He's a good kid."

Zhang Xie said to Ella, "Although we haven't known each other for a long time, he is the kind of child who will subconsciously comfort a stranger who is in trouble. He is considerate and kind."

"So I say, for me it's 50 percent."

The man looked at his daughter who didn't quite understand.

smile.

"So, what's your score?"

Ella looked confused.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"…Nothing, camping went well."

"Yes, I will show you and mom the photos when I come back tonight!"

Wave and run.

Like a little rabbit rushing into the woods.

The autumn light, passing through the moist air, dyes the jumping hair tips golden.

Jiang Mu had already ridden his bicycle out in advance - it was a very old-fashioned bicycle with a large basket in the front. The seat was a little loose, so it was padded with a towel. There was a very small seat in the back, and there was not even a handrail to maintain balance.

This is Ella's means of transportation to school on weekdays.

Industrial products of that era were always very reliable. Although this car looks old, its quality is impeccable. Even the large basket in the front is firmly fixed.

Otherwise it would be really hard to carry the suitcase.

Jiang Mu floated in front of the girl who ran out of the building in a very showy manner, like the male protagonist in an old movie from ten years ago.

"Come up."

Ella sat sideways in the back seat without any pretense.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Hold on tight." Jiang Mu said.

The slender hand subconsciously reached to Jiang Mu's lower abdomen.

After a pause, he retreated and grabbed the young man's shirt.

Like the sun kissing the maple leaves.

"Hold on tight," Ella whispered.

"Walk?"

"Ah."

——Ella found that she had miscalculated.

The moment the words fell.

She felt as if a hand was grabbing her tightly and pulling her out of the car.

The wind howls!

The girl suddenly remembered what Liu Bujun said, that there is a limit to what women can cook, and it’s not anything else, because most of the time, cooking is not a technical job, it’s a physical job.

Ella was very dissatisfied at that time.

Now she is convinced.

...Are all you boys so strong?

The huge sound of wind lifted her hair and made it messy.

Be it reserved or shy, it doesn't matter.

Ella wrapped her arms tightly around the young man's waist, wishing she could stick her whole body to him.

She has seen some old movies, which said that the most romantic thing in the past was that boys would ride bicycles with girls around the city, in the fields, in the fragrance of wheat, and the wheels would leave tracks on the road, as if from your heart to my heart.

The ding-ding-ding sound is like a girl's heartbeat.

Ella did feel her heart beating fast now.

Because she was really afraid of being thrown off...

"Ride slower, ride slower!"

The girl cried, "Don't worry, it's okay to be late! There will definitely be enough time!"

Jiang Mu indeed slowed down.

He stopped the car silently and looked at the pretty girl holding her smooth forehead, as if she was a little carsick.

Bicycle sickness.

"Ask a question."

"what?"

The young man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Do you know where to go next?"

"..."

Oh, yes, he doesn’t know the way.

"To the right." Pause. "Also, don't ride so fast, okay?"

The long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

The tone is pitiful, like a cat looking at the fish you just caught.

The sky seemed to be reflected in some of the blue eyes.

No one can resist a girl looking at you like this.

So Jiang Mu can’t do it either.

"it is good."

So they continued walking, but this time they rode very slowly, as slowly as if they were strolling down the street.

Parallel to the old man who gets up early in the morning to exercise.

The gentle autumn breeze is like flowing silk threads.

"I'm still going to be late." Ella held her forehead with her hand, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have thought of teasing you."

"It's okay, just say you're going to buy some seasoning."

Jiang Mu said calmly, "I am Chef No. 1, and you are Chef No. 2. Everyone in the class will understand. Those who cannot understand will have to take care of their own meals today."

"...You seem to be keeping a straight face even when you talk about panicking." Ella complained.

"Keeping a straight face is just a basic requirement for lying, Miss Juliet. Oftentimes, you need to have a certain expression to make your lies more believable."

"Hmph, so what happened under the moon that night was also fake, Mr. Romeo?"

"Of course, lying is a basic etiquette for modern people in social interactions.

If a boy tells a lot of lies to a girl, it means he likes the girl; if a boy never lies to a girl, it only means he loves the girl. "

"So does Romeo like Juliet, or does he love Juliet?"

The beautiful and virtuous Miss Ella asked a seemingly academic question.

Jiang Mu thought about it carefully: "I don't know, but if I were Romeo, I would definitely not commit suicide when I saw Juliet's body. Instead, I would use that sword to kill the culprits one by one. After killing them all, the drug that caused the fake death would wear off, and the two of them would reconcile and everyone would be happy...

If possible, please let Li Hua play multiple roles, including the one who fell under the sword. Since he set the stage, how can he be absent from the show? "

Jiang Mu revealed his cruel true thoughts.

Ella rolled her eyes at the young man.

The fluttering eyelashes reveal a charming charm.

Unfortunately, because she was sitting in the back seat, the young man didn't see anything.

The bicycle stopped with a click, and the rear wheel left a faint mark on the ground.

It’s a supermarket, a very small supermarket with only one floor.

Ella blinked in confusion.

"Did you forget to buy anything?"

The two of them walked into the supermarket door step by step. Jiang Mu pulled aside the door curtain, walked in first, and casually lifted the curtain for the girl behind him.

"Of course I'm buying seasonings." Jiang Mu said seriously, "If you say that the seasonings are late, then I will definitely buy seasonings. I never lie."

Ella glanced at the young man with disdain.

"A half-lie is still a lie."

"Then what should I say? I said that in order to welcome Miss Chef No. 2, who is proud, virtuous, beautiful, and looks particularly good in her home clothes, I walked to her house, helped her carry her luggage, and even performed a crosstalk with her father?"

Ella thought for two seconds.

"Lying is indeed a basic etiquette for modern people to socialize with each other. What do you want to buy?"

The girl agreed.

"Let's walk and look." Jiang Mu said.

It was morning, and fresh fruits and vegetables were delivered to the supermarket and placed in rows on the shelves.

The only people who come to the supermarket at this time are old men and women who are doing their business.